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... w hum of the electric kettle warming up in the kitchen. The morning sun filtered through the lace curtains, casting a golden wash over the countertop and the small vase of artificial daisies that had been there since Evelyn was in middle school.
She'd barely touched her toast.
Her mother was standing near the sink, arms crossed loosely, the sleeve of her cardigan slipping down one shoulder. Her tone was light—but it carried an edge Evelyn had come to recognize like a thread in a ...
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